[FIC] NewS - A Shower Moment
Title: A Shower Moment
Fandom: NewS
Pairing: Masuda/Tegoshi
Rating: R (sexual overtones, tegomass in a shower)
Disclaimer: Not associated with Johnny's Entertainment. This is fiction; it never happened.
A/N: Probably my worst title ever, but I'm half asleep here X_x For tegositi , who wanted... this. (Thank you for the graphic, katrinasacay ! I hope you don't mind me using it.) For my 100+ Member Celebration Event.
Massu jerks in surprise when the frosted glass door of the shower stall abruptly opens on him, scrambles to cover himself while trying to suppress a decidedly unmanly shriek. The panic ebbs away a little bit when he realizes it’s just Tegoshi, but he still protests when the younger closes the door behind him, thoroughly invading Massu’s personal moment.
“Do… you mind?” He asks weakly, scooting back in a rather futile effort at getting at least a little bit of space between them.
Tegoshi grins, Cheshire and mischievous. “No,” he says flippantly, and Massu groans just a little bit, is pretty sure he can feel his face melting off from the heat of his blush. Tegoshi teases him often about being a prude, and okay, so he’s probably right, but being naked in a shower together is a lot different from being naked in a bed together, and-
“Mmph!” He doesn’t get to finish his thought as he suddenly ends up with an armful of his partner, lips sliding together in a way that’s so familiar he’s responding automatically, and he can practically hear Tegoshi’s voice chiding him in the background, even though that’s kind of impossible right now. Massu thinks too much.
“We’ll get in trouble,” Massu keens a moment later when they’ve separated and Tegoshi’s hands are wandering too fast for him to keep up.
Tegoshi just gives him a smile, pretty and innocent - such a sharp contrast from the half-leer Massu can see in the corner of his eyes - then he’s pushing forward until there’s nothing between them but skin and more skin. “We won’t,” he promises, and Massu rolls his eyes, but doesn’t push him away.
Fandom: NewS
Pairing: Masuda/Tegoshi
Rating: R (sexual overtones, tegomass in a shower)
Disclaimer: Not associated with Johnny's Entertainment. This is fiction; it never happened.
A/N: Probably my worst title ever, but I'm half asleep here X_x For tegositi , who wanted... this. (Thank you for the graphic, katrinasacay ! I hope you don't mind me using it.) For my 100+ Member Celebration Event.
Massu jerks in surprise when the frosted glass door of the shower stall abruptly opens on him, scrambles to cover himself while trying to suppress a decidedly unmanly shriek. The panic ebbs away a little bit when he realizes it’s just Tegoshi, but he still protests when the younger closes the door behind him, thoroughly invading Massu’s personal moment.
“Do… you mind?” He asks weakly, scooting back in a rather futile effort at getting at least a little bit of space between them.
Tegoshi grins, Cheshire and mischievous. “No,” he says flippantly, and Massu groans just a little bit, is pretty sure he can feel his face melting off from the heat of his blush. Tegoshi teases him often about being a prude, and okay, so he’s probably right, but being naked in a shower together is a lot different from being naked in a bed together, and-
“Mmph!” He doesn’t get to finish his thought as he suddenly ends up with an armful of his partner, lips sliding together in a way that’s so familiar he’s responding automatically, and he can practically hear Tegoshi’s voice chiding him in the background, even though that’s kind of impossible right now. Massu thinks too much.
“We’ll get in trouble,” Massu keens a moment later when they’ve separated and Tegoshi’s hands are wandering too fast for him to keep up.
Tegoshi just gives him a smile, pretty and innocent - such a sharp contrast from the half-leer Massu can see in the corner of his eyes - then he’s pushing forward until there’s nothing between them but skin and more skin. “We won’t,” he promises, and Massu rolls his eyes, but doesn’t push him away.